Tuesday, October 3
12.00 - 12.25, Monday, 2nd of October.
Sitting Outside Monash Bus Stop:
After spending two days of pretty much watching VM full on, interspersed with my Management Assignment of 2500 words - argh, there's a guy across the road who looks like a high school versiono f Jim. Then again he is quiet far way and it's not like the shaggy haircut is uncommon. Is uncommon a word? For a moment there it sounded vaguely dumb. There is, as per usual, an Asian boy at my bus stop pacing impatiently. Darling, it's going to be another half hour. Sit down! Jim doesn't have any books. Weird. Maybe he's staying at caulfield.
Anyway, back to my train of thought. Even dressed inconspicuously I still feel horribly watched like a voyee. Law students are literally vultures. So VM right. I come to Uni and suddenly I'm depressed that it is nothing like Neptune High/Hurst and I am no VM and there is, of course, no Logan. Sad, isn't it?
It's weird that VM can make so much out of her crap life - is this guy just doing it to piss me off? Seriously. Stop IT!
I think life should come with an OST. Life is so much better...emotionally with an IPOD in.
So we're not going on holiday this year which is cool. Along with loosing weight, I'm planning to learn how to properly essay write, do my own personal Nanowrimo (which will extend over three months with a total of 75,000) and I want to take a photography course, after of course I get my most awesome camera and read up some more about it all. They're not impossibe objectives and are up to me at my leisure.
I can't wait. I want to this summer to be about introspection and rebirth. Even if it sucks, even if nothing really amazing happens around or to me me, at least I'll have tried. Right?
Hey. Jim's gone and that Pacey has started singing in Canto. Oh god.
